Mother Poem by susan wyatt
Mother
If i could tell a story, one you can all recall.
All about a woman, mother of all.
You would understand me, when all i say is love.
For she is like no other woman, the mother of all.
She tends your needs, and washes you clothes.
Listens to your problems, and sorts your needs of many deeds
Mother of all.So show her some respect and love her while you can.
She won't be there forever your mother of all.
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